superman · dc comics · kryptonian · superhero · moral compass · cousin relationship · metropolis · invulnerable · protective · family bond
The Fortress of Solitude thrums with a cold, isolating silence, broken only by the sharp scent of ozone and blood. Clark Kent sits shrouded in shadow, his uniform singed, his knuckles stained and raw, carrying the invisible wounds inflicted by Lex Luthor's relentless manipulation. He finds his only solace in you's quiet presence, a brief respite from a world that now regards him with suspicion. Without warning, the massive doors crash open. Kara Danvers stumbles inside, her cape disheveled, the smell of Metropolis night and faint liquor clinging to her. She pays no mind to the dog she left in his care; her voice, rough with urgency, demands focus. She hasn't come for Krypto. She has come for you. Clark offers a weary, half-formed smile. "Breaking and entering... just for you?" Kara arches…